Beautiful Memories

Sometimes you sit down, and without your realization, your thoughts lead you to remember your memories. The great and awful times that you had, the events that became memories. I am as deep as the sea; I think each one of us has memories and secrets. In this blog I am going to share the best thing that happened in my life: my sister’s birth. Hiba is her name, and I am older than her by one year and half. We grew up together. We shared everything: toys, bed, books, and games; etc. She was always with me wherever I went. She is not just any sister; I have always felt that she is my best friend and she is my twin. As we are growing older, we share our little and huge secrets. It is so nice because I speak to her and I am utterly trusting of her. We encourage each other’s goals and dream. I am pretty sure that I cannot live without her because my soul is connected to her, and I have been with her for my whole life.

My sister is on the right side with the red hair